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A mischievous smirk lit up my face as my girlfriend opened up the door to her room. Her housemate had let me in, as I’d suspected at her insistence. Obviously she’d followed the instructions I’d sent her the night before.



I stood in the doorway looking down at her beautiful body, she stood there undressed aside from her choice of lacy lingerie. My grin widened and I stepped into the room pushing the door closed behind me.



I’d been plotting tonight for a while now, ideas had been running through my head for longer, but after a conversation about our personal fantasies I’d worked out what was acceptable and what wasn’t. Hopefully what I had planned would be enjoyable for the both of us.



I’d sent her an email with a list of instructions the night before; she was to be waiting for my arrival unclothed, she was to abstain from pleasuring herself till I arrived, and an assortment of toys were to be ready on the bed side table.



I glanced across the room and sure enough there were the items I’d requested. An assortment of sex toys and a pair of handcuffs.



“I see you followed some of my commands” I remarked playfully.



“Lie down on the bed, face up, arms above your head” the playfulness vanishing from my voice, replaced with a stern commanding tone.



She lowered her head and walked back towards the bed, I watched her, almost devouring her with my eyes, the way her hips swayed as she walked, the curve of her back and the way her hair cascaded past her shoulders.



As she lay down I raised an eyebrow, she’d made eye contact.



“Did I say you could look at me? Now lie down” I replied to her insolence, silently she obeyed, lowering her eyes once more before lying down completely open to me and utterly submissive.



The power was almost intoxicating, there she was following my every command, giving herself up to me, wordlessly and unquestioningly.



With a smile I moved over to the side of the bed and sat down, still fully clothed, the contrast with her only wearing lingerie reinforcing the position of power I sat in.



I lightly traced a finger up one of her arms from shoulder to wrist, before lifting it up.



“I’m going to restrain you now… if you behave I’ll consider letting you go” I spoke calmly and reassuringly with a subtle hint of power playing in my voice.



“Do you understand?”



She replied with a mute nod, her eyes still downturned; I picked up the handcuffs from the bedside table.



“Good…” I replied clicking one side closed over her wrist.



Gently I looped the handcuffs through one of the posts in the bed’s headboard and fastened the other cuff around her other wrist, clicking it shut; tight.



She tugged a little, testing her bonds tentatively.



“Did I say you could do that?”



I barely waited for an answer, sliding my right hand under her bra and gripping her right nipple tightly between finger and thumb, giving it a slight twist and a tug. This elicited a slight gasp.



“Now then” I continued, twisting her nipple almost idly.



“You are at my mercy here… and I have some rules. You may speak, you may make noise… however you are not allowed to cum until I have given you permission, and you are to tell me when you feel you are about to cum. Understood?”



With my left hand I cupped her jaw and tilted her head up to look at me, obediently she offered no resistance, still kept her eyes lowered so as not to make eye contact.



“Yes” she gasped quietly as I twisted her nipple once again.



“Good”



I moved up onto the bed, no longer sitting on the side, but kneeling next to her beautiful bound body. I drunk it in, letting my hands flow over her torso, deliberately avoiding her breasts and anything below the hips.



I traced my fingers along her shoulders, and up her neck before coming down between her breasts, teasingly just brushing past, and then down across her stomach.



Her breathing was getting heavier now as I teased her, defiantly she raised her hips, urging me to rub her clit and finger her wet pussy as I traced my hand down across her stomach.



I shook my head and pushed her hips down with my spare hand, before sliding it up from her knee along the inside of her thigh, carefully tracing the outline of her thong. She gasped once again rising her hips.



“Please” she uttered thrusting herself towards my teasing hands.



Once more I shook my head and pushed her back down onto the bed, she was mine and I intended to enjoy her to the full, teasing and all.



Once more I resumed sensually caressing her torso, this time letting my hands brush over her full breasts, squeezing gently before moving on.



Her breath was ragged and she was obviously trying to restrain herself from attempting to force me to go further than this teasing. I watched rapt with her internal struggle, all the while feeding the fires of her desire, teasing, caressing, but never quite pleasuring.



After a while of enjoying driving her mad I slid both hands inside her bra, tweeking her erect nipples again, she gasped and whimpered as I rolled them between forefinger and thumb, pulling gently before twisting again. Her whimpers slowly merged into moans of pleasure as I squeezed her nipple harder and harder, almost yanking them as I twisted them.



Then almost as abruptly as I’d started I stopped, withdrawing my hands and continuing my teasing, brushing caress. I leant forwards, leaving my lips an inch or so away from hers as my hand traced further down, and I began to toy with the elastic of her thong, sliding a finger underneath and sliding it along, teasingly stroking beneath the lace.



She strained to kiss me, but I was just out of reach, she gasped as I stroked her mound, briefly letting one finger brush seemingly accidentally over her clit.



And then suddenly I leant forwards kissing her long and hard, my tongue in her mouth and I slid a finger into her soaking pussy.



She moaned into my kiss, responding passionately and thrusting against my hand driving my finger deeper into her.



I circled my finger around inside her and drew it out before pushing back in, all the while kissing her deeply.



And then abruptly I pulled out of the kiss, drawing my finger almost entirely out, leaving the tip, just past her opening.



With my free hand I gently pushed her head to the side, planting a kiss on her neck followed by a short bite.



She gasped and tried to thrust upwards in an attempt to get me to finger her hard and deep again, but I had other plans.



Half with pleasure and half with annoyance at the denial of full pleasure she moaned as I kissed her neck again whilst sliding a second finger to the entrance of her wet pussy.



I nibbled her neck once more, driving two fingers inside of her and crooking them upwards, pressing my thumb against her clit and gripping as if trying to rub them together, rubbing her inside and her clit simultaneously.



Her disappointed moan became one of pure ecstasy as I played her clit pussy and kissed her neck.



“Oh god” she whispered between moans.



I began to move down her neck towards her shoulder, kissing all the while, still furiously playing with her clit and pussy with one hand.



My kisses lead a trail down along the shoulder and then in across to her collarbone and down, between her breasts and across her stomach coming to a stop on her hip.



I withdrew my fingers and pulled her thong down around her ankles leaving her almost completely naked.



I gazed at her, ogling her; drinking in her beauty as I moved from beside her to kneeling between her legs.



Once more I pushed two fingers into her pussy and began to work inside her again, revelling in her gasps and whimpers of bliss.



I glanced over at the bedside table and settled on a toy; I selected her silver vibrator and reached out to retrieve it, all the while finger fucking her bringing her closer to her inevitable orgasm.



Her eyes were closed with the pleasure as I retrieved the vibrator, but as I brought it down towards her pussy I switched it on. The sound caught her attention and she opened her eyes, catching a glimpse of the vibrator as I slid it down across her clit, all the while fingering her.



She almost screamed with the sensation that washed through her as the cold metallic object pressed against her clit sending shivers of pleasure running through her whilst I slid my fingers deeper inside her, pressing them as deep as I could.



“Remember what I said… tell me when you’re about to cum” I reminded her sternly



She replied, her words faltering as she gasped at the feelings running through her body.



“Y…yes”



Finally I withdrew my fingers from her soaking wet pussy and leant forwards, placing them gently on her lips, running them across her lips, and then letting her suck them clean, all the while the vibrator pressed firmly against her clit.



Once she’d licked my fingers clean I knelt back down and leant towards her clit, pushing the vibrator further down, till it slid inside her pussy and my tongue made contact with her clit.



I slid my tongue up and down, playing with her clit almost tentatively, gradually applying more and more pressure before changing rhythm, sliding it across and then round in circles before eventually sucking it; tonguing it inside my mouth.



Her legs clamped around my head in an attempt to keep me there, and so I couldn’t hear properly as she cried out with the pleasure of my tongue on her clit and the vibrator sliding in and out of her pussy.



Eventually her relaxed her legs and I heard her gasping, trying to speak.



“I’m going to cum… can I cum? Please Josh?” she begged, faltering as her breath came in ragged gasps.



I knelt back up, leaving her clit alone, and turning the vibrator off, but still sliding it in and out of her wet pussy. She was obviously having trouble restraining herself, her breath was coming in gasps and she was biting back moans of bliss.



I waited a few seconds, still fucking her with the vibrator before I made up my mind.



“You may cum… but you’ll have to make it up to me” I responded pushing the vibrator back in and switching it on at full power before leaning forwards and tonguing her clit.



It wasn’t long before I felt her buck and arch her back pressing her clit against me as the orgasm ripped through her body sending her into spasms of ecstasy.



I continued sucking her clit and playing with it with my tongue and sliding the vibrator in and out hard as the orgasm washed over her sending her over the edge into a sea of bliss till she could physically cope with no more.



Eventually I switched the vibrator off and removed it from her pussy and leant over her, kissing her deep and hard, the taste of her pussy on my tongue.



Her breath was still ragged and she gasped as my hand slid under her bra and tweaked her nipple once more, still sensitive from the orgasm.



“Now then… time for you to make it up to me” I smirked as I unlocked her handcuffs freeing her wrists.



Instantly she went to unbutton my shirt, but I caught her hands and pushed them back up.



“I’m going to sit on the bed, and you are going to kneel on the floor in front of me.” I spoke, not a room for questioning in my tone.



Obediently she moved to the floor and knelt down by the side of the bed. I shuffled over and sat in front of her legs spread showing my cock pushing eager to be free of the trousers imprisoning it.



“Remove your bra” I ordered reaching for a second toy from the table, this time a butt plug and a tube of lube.



As I watched her undo her bra and release her beautiful breasts I lubed up the plug before handing it to her.



“Now slide this inside your ass” I grinned as she took the slippery toy and leant forwards, making a show of sliding it inside her, wincing a little as it spread her tight asshole, she slid it in and out a little, fucking herself before pushing it in and letting it find it’s place inside her.



As I watched her follow my orders unquestioningly I undid my belt and unbuttoned my trousers, pulling them down a revealing my boxers, which barely covered my cock which was straining for freedom.



Of course she knew exactly what was expected and as soon as her plug was in place she gripped my cock with one hand through the thin fabric of my boxers and stroked it up and down before lifting the elastic waistband up and over my cock, pulling my boxers down around my ankles.



I stepped out of them and my trousers, leaving my bottom half entirely naked.



As I felt her tongue run up the bottom of my cock I began to unbutton my shirt. As she reached the top she swirled her tongue around the tip before encircling it with her lips and bringing as much as she could into her mouth, servicing me submissively. She was knelt before me and right now all that mattered to her was to please me. I was in control; she needed to thank me for allowing her to cum… and so she did.



Bobbing her head up and, swallowing my cock into her eager mouth, teasing the underside with her tongue and taking as much as she could into her mouth.



Once undressed I stood before her and grasped her head with one hand, pushing her down, forcing more of my cock into her mouth, choking her a little before pulling all the way out.



She grasped for my cock and slid her hand up and down it, jerking me off whilst she sucked the tip, I pushed her head down again and slid my cock into her hungry mouth and she sucked my cock she played with my balls, fondling them and teasing them.



Eventually I felt the warm feeling of an impending orgasm rising within my balls and I pulled her off my cock, letting it come free of her lips.



“Bend over the bed” I ordered reaching for a condom and sliding it over my rock solid cock.



As she bent over I stood up behind her and gripped the butt plug, twisting it slowly and pulling it out.



She moaned as I removed the toy and slid a finger into her already lubricated but tight hole.



“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked already knowing the answer.



She responded with moans pushing against me finger driving it deeper into her ass.



“Please… Josh, please fuck me!” she moaned into the duvet.



With a grin I applied some lube to my cock and positioned myself behind her before pushing into her ass, slowly at first till I was mostly in and then pulling out and pushing in again harder and faster this time.



I gripped her hips and pulled her onto me as I pushed, driving myself all the way into her, as I did so I saw her hand reaching back to play with her own pussy as I fucked her hard in the ass.



I pounded deep gripping her hips, driving myself in as deep as possible, occasionally letting a hand wonder to scratch down her back or to squeeze her ass cheeks; leaving finger marks.



She moaned with pleasure, crying out with another orgasm as I fucked her deep in the ass, and she played with her clit and fingered her pussy. I could feel her fingers against my cock inside her, adding to the pleasure I was feeling.



Eventually I felt the orgasm begin to boil within me again and I pushed in deep as it overcame me. My cock twitched as it spurted jets of cum, and I arched my back and pushed harder into her with the sheer overwhelming gratification that flooded my senses.



I felt my head go light and I pulled out, sitting down on the bed beside her in a delirious daze.



“Was that worth not touching yourself for then?” I asked eventually

Author’s note: Whilst this story can be read in isolation, it is part of a series that started with “Hypnotising Cara” and continued with “Cara’s Revenge” and may make more sense if read with those. As always all comments and feedback are appreciated.



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Exhausted, Cara walked down the street barely noticing the rain falling on her face. Her shift at work had both started and finished in darkness, now her utmost desire was simply for a hot drink and a rest. Turning the key in the door, she let herself in and fumbled for the lights, missing the footsteps behind her until her hands were grabbed, pulled behind her back and tied into place. Roughly she was shoved, falling onto the sofa. As her head turned, she finally caught a glimpse of her attacker and her scream died before it had even passed her lips.



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The sun was just breaking the horizon when Dylan awoke. As he went about his morning routine, he smiled as he noticed the bruises were finally starting to fade, the marks on his wrists almost unnoticeable. They were a memento of his last visit to Cara, a little reminder of how he had been tied, tormented, beaten and humiliated. “Well,” he thought as he made his way to his car, “it’s my turn now.” As he drove into town, he remembered their encounter and ended up having to stay a couple of minutes extra in the parking lot, hiding, until he was decent again. “So I can’t deny that it was fun,” he admitted to himself as he walked into the store, “but she has been playing games with me and it’s time for me to even up the score.” He left the shop and put the bags into the car. “If she wants to play then I’ll play her game,” he thought, “I’ll play it and I’ll win it.” He smiled as he turned the ignition. “Because I’m going to cheat.”



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“Dylan! What are you doing?” she asked before a hand to the throat stopped her.



“I didn’t give you permission to speak.” He growled, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a ball gag.



Cara closed her mouth to try to stop him but her only reward was a slap. She opened her mouth to try to object but he just forced the gag in and quickly tied it behind her head.



“That’s better. Now you can say whatever you want; it’ll all sound like ‘mmmmmmmmm’ to me anyway.”



He reached into a bag next to him and pulled out a knife. Cara’s eyes went wide. “I would hold very still if I was you,” he told her, smiling, “this is very sharp and if you’re not careful you might lose more than just your clothes.”



Helpless, she watched as he grabbed her foot, slicked the knife straight through her laces and threw her trainer into the corner of the room, closely followed by her sock, before doing the same on the other side. Going higher he ripped the buttons of her jeans open then yanked them and her panties off in one pull. Grabbing her feet again, he held her feet in place as he put them into leather cuffs, then spread her legs wide and attached a metal bar between the cuffs, stopping her from being able to close them again. Dragging her down from the couch to the floor, he turned her facedown then sat atop her, using the knife to slash her jacket, top and bra. Under his onslaught, it took no time until they were far too damaged to cover anything and he tore off their shredded remains.



Naked and exposed, Cara tried to will herself into being calm and almost succeeded until she felt the cold steel gently scrapping along her spine. He ran the edge of the blade over her, making her shiver under its attention; along her back it went, round her shoulders, down her arms until it reached her back and started the circuit again. Occasionally he would stop and rest the point of the blade on her skin, letting its weight slowly press into her until it was just about to break the skin before continuing on its journey. Turning around he repeated the movement with her legs, journeying down her long shapely legs, around her ankle, letting the tip dance over the soles of her feet, enjoying the sight of her twitching from the contact whilst trying to keep still lest she stab herself onto the blade. Coming back up he brought it round the cleft of her buttocks and down the other leg. Round and round he went as her skin heated from the attention and her face burned from the minute examination she was under. Finally, he smacked her naked pussy with the flat of the blade, laughing as he drew it away.



He wrapped her long brown hair around his fist, using it to pull her head from the floor. “I knew you would enjoy this,” he told her as he made her face the blade, “look how wet you are.”



As she looked into her reflection on the blade, she realized it was her own juices that made it glisten so, the wetness she felt as he wiped it clean on her cheek confirming it.



“It’s nice of you to be such a horny, kinky freak for me. Maybe I should give you a reward for being such a good girl. But how do you reward someone who is tied up and helpless?” He paused as if lost in thought. “As I recall when you had me in such a position you wanked me off; it would be most rude of me not to return the favour.”



As he got off her Cara turned to see what he was doing, watching as he took something that looked like a strap-on out of the bag and came back. Moving behind her, he told her to lift her ass into the air, spanking her hard until she complied, leaving the shape of his hand imprinted on her cheeks, then pushed the dildo into her and used the harness to tie it into place. He turned her over on the floor then stood over her, looking a hundred feet tall and holding a little plastic box in his hand. He pressed a button on it and suddenly she felt the front of the harness start to vibrate around her clit and the dildo moving inside her. A loud moan escaped around the gag in her mouth as the stimulation found a desperation she hadn’t realised existed within her.



She watched as Dylan pulled a chair over. Fearfully she saw him reach once again into the bag, scared of what new torment she would receive, yet when he pulled his hand back she saw it was holding a packet of popcorn that he opened and started to munch as he watched her. Humiliated, she tried to resist the sensations, to deny him his show, fighting each moan that was forced from her. She tried to make her body stop clenching, her clit stop burning, her cunt stop sending heat through her veins but it was impossible; within minutes her body released, waves of ecstasy braking over her, her delight obvious.



Opening her eyes, she saw Dylan laughing at her. “This thing has 5 power levels,” he told her, “that was just the first.”



He pressed the buttons again and the vibrations increased making her already overworked nerve-endings jump. In moments she was quivering again, tension building, her muscles growing taut as she raced back to the peak of the wave. Over she fell, her moans becoming continuous as the sensations overlapped each other, her head feeling lighter and lighter as she struggled to find a gap between them to breathe in, struggled to get enough air around the gag when she did.



Again he pressed the button, she started to thrash about but her hands and feet were secure, the vibrations tied in place. She could see little lights popping all over the place, as if a firework display was happening in the room, even though her eyes were tightly closed. She felt so hot that for a moment she was sure she must be melting, until the crash of wave after wave made all thoughts disappear.



As the button was pressed a fourth time her brain became overloaded. The lights were joined by new sounds, smells and tastes: every synapse in her head starting to fire. Twisting and turning on the floor, she was moving so violently that Dylan quickly moved things out of her way. Yet still he kept the waves coming, over and over, taking her beyond the point where pleasure has meaning.



When the final level came, her body stopped moving, her mind simply giving up trying to process what was happening, to fight it, just letting it wash over her. By now, the waves were continuous, constant. It seemed like an eternity of feelings, though in reality Dylan only left it there for seconds before becoming worried and turning back down to the beginning.



It took a couple of minutes before she stopped twitching, a couple more before her breathing returned to normal. The slower movements of the vibrator felt relaxing now after the onslaught of moments before.



“Did you enjoy that? Maybe I should power it up again.”



Urgently she shook her head, unsure if she could survive another bout.



“Well then you’ll have to be very good to me, have to keep me occupied so I don’t decide I need another show from you.” He flipped her onto her front, untied her hands from behind her back and re-tied them behind her head before pulling the bag over and reaching inside once again. “Now what comes after wanking? Ah yes, I seem to remember that you like a little anal.” He took out a tube of lube, spread her ass cheeks with one hand and used the other to smear it around her exposed rosebud. Frightened, she tried to clench but Dylan pressed the button again, turning it back up to the second level, as the vibrations distracted her, slipping his thumb into her virgin asshole.



Startled she let out a little squeak and tried to make her muscles resist him but he was too well lubricated and just kept going. It quickly began to feel good, the triple sensations playing with her, gently pushing her higher, making her feel nicely filled. Unconsciously, she started to push back onto his hand, wanting more, needing more but he just kept his pace steady, enjoying the whimpering sounds she was making, watching as she built up once more to a crescendo.



“That was a nice little introduction,” he whispered into her ear, “but I think you can get a little kinkier for me.” He pulled his thumb out and put her on to her back once again. He looked into his bag and smiled, “I almost forgot these.” Taking out some nipple clamps, he attached one onto each breast and gave the chain between them a little tug. “Much better.”



Standing up, he admired his work for a moment then undressed and used the lube on his cock. “All night I have been nice to you, making you cum over and over again. Now I think it’s time you did something for me.” Taking hold of the spreader bar between her ankles, he lifted it into the air and positioned his rod against her rosebud. “Do you want me to fuck your little ass?” he asked.



She shouted through her gag but all that came out was, “Mmmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm.”



He smiled, “I’ll take that as a yes.”



As he slowed pushed into her, Cara felt sure she was going to rip open. Wider and wider he stretcher her, until with a pop his head finally made it in. Relieved, she took a deep breath, until she felt him push again and realized there was a lot more to go. Gradually she felt his entire length go into her, past the point she was sure she could take no more, filling her more deeply than she ever could imagine.



Dylan tugged on her nipple clamps to get her attention. “Enjoying yourself are we? Having both your holes filled at the same time like the dirty little slut you are.” He began to slide his cock in and out of her, letting the tempo gently increase. He could feel the vibrations coursing through her, could feel the plastic cock in her cunt moving around, the tightness of her ass as he fucked her; they threatened to end his night early and he was have too much fun to let that happen so he kept his movements slow.



Meanwhile Cara felt like a sex toy, a rag doll being thrown around by his desires, helpless to resist him in any way she could only let the sensations wash over her as he pushed and pulled her around at will. With one hand holding the bar between her legs and the other holding the chain between her nipples he used her to go faster and faster. She had orgasmed beyond measure already today, yet through her exhaustion he was forcing her onto another, pushing her further and further, she felt the familiar glow rising from an unfamiliar place, getting hotter and hotter, until it exploded through her body.



Dylan, though, just kept going. Just gradually kept getting faster, more urgent. On he pushed her and again she responded, then again, then again after that. Her muscles ached, her throat sore from moaning, every sensation from her cunt and ass magnified a hundredfold but he never relented, until, with a shout, he grabbed her by the throat and held her as he pumped shot after shot of spunk into her.



Exhausted they lay down together, still joined as lovers, as Dylan fumbled with the knot of her gag, undoing it and finally giving access to all the air she needed, then removing the vibrator strapped between her legs, leaving her feeling slightly lost in it absence, making her cuddle further into him, trapping him inside her, seeking comfort from it.



“One of these days we are going to have to start having normal dates.” He laughed.



Exhausted she mumbled something too quiet for him to hear. He moved so his ear was next to her lips.



“Trust you to want to quit when it’s my turn next.” She whispered.

The next morning, Victoria and Chelsea were released from their paralysis.



“Time for breakfast.” Bruce said



The two prisoners saw 2 dog bowls had been put on the floor. One with water and the other with a pancake mixture.



“Stay on your hands and knees, “Lisa ordered.



The two Amazons were forced to eat like animals.



Bruce and Lisa relaxed on the couch feeding each other.



After breakfast had been finished, Victoria and Chelsea sat at their Master’s feet.



With some defiance, “How long do you think you can hold us?” Chelsea asked.



“We have studied the two of you, “Lisa informed them.



“Right now”, Bruce added. “Everyone thinks you two are having a weekend bondage marathon with 2 innocent victims.”



“Which is half right,” Lisa added.



“So have your fun,” Victoria responded. “We can take being sex slaves for a few days.”



“And your crimes?”



“Blackmailing a married man,” Bruce began.



“He deserved it,” Victoria said hauntingly.



“His children did not.”



“We’ll pay it back,” Chelsea offered.



“That’s a start,” Lisa agreed. “She suddenly slapped the red head hard. “What about the two students you slipped date rape drugs?”



“She is still going under therapy,” Bruce told them with contempt.



“You can’t prove it.” Victoria told them.



“Unfortunately you are correct,” he agreed.” So your punishment will be administered by us.”



“All four of us like to Dom,” Lisa told them. “The difference is we specialize. We enslave predators like the two of you.”



“Time for some one on one.”



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Chelsea had been tied to an X frame.



Bruce admired her body, “You are very beautiful.”



“Thank you Master.”



“It is a pity with your brains and beauty that you have not contributed to society.”



Chelsea lost her patience, “Don’t patronize me. You two enjoy the domination and using people as toys just as much as Vic and I do.”



“True,” Bruce agreed. He touched her in three places



The beauty felt a tingle.



“I’ve increase your tactile sensitivity. He brush a feather against a breast.



Chelsea breathed tightly.



Then against her neck.



“HA HA HA.”



Bruce went all over her body and Chelsea began laughing hysterically.



“Please,” she pleaded.



“Please what?”



“Mercy Master.”



“No mercy, “Bruce kissed her fiercely.



Chelsea returned it, despite being a dom; she was getting off being his sex slave.



Her small captor began licking her breasts and pussy as she shuddered in ecstasy.



“Oh. Thank you Master.”



Bruce grabbed a pair of nipple clips and attached them to her tits.



Chelsea hissed.



He caressed her cheek, “Did you really think you would get off this easy?”



“No,” she admitted.



Bruce stuffed a ball gag in her mouth. “I am feeling artistic.” He produced a pinwheel.



Now Chelsea felt a sharp and burning pain as the metal toy went over her body. Lazily around her breasts through her legs. It seemed that she would go mad. Finally Bruce stopped.



“Beautiful.” Her tormenter brought a mirror in front of her.



Despite her pain, it was? Chelsea even though the look made her hot.



Bruce took the gag out, “Say you want me to fuck you.”



“Master please fuck your slave.”



“You are learning,” as he released her. “On your back.”



Chelsea eagerly complied.



Bruce pinned her arms above her and teased her for a moment with his cock.



“Please give it to me, “she pleaded.



“Very well,” as he entered her pussy. You were always a good fuck he thought.



Chelsea screamed in ecstasy



“Take it bitch!”



“Yes I am your bitch!”



After they orgasimed, he relaxed. Chelsea saw her chance and kicked him.



But he ignored it. Grabbing her leg he caused a spasm in her calves



“You still don’t get it.” He told her as her parted her anally.



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It was a quite a contrast between the tiny Lisa and the very tall Victoria. But Victoria had no fantasies of trying to escape.



“It is a beautiful day, “Lisa observed.



“Yes Mistress.”



On your hands and knees, ” The Asian dom instructed.



Victoria felt a bridle in her mouth and her head was jerked back.



“Give me a ride.”



Victoria moved through the grass, wherever they had been taken it was deserted. Lisa swatted her lightly with a riding crop, except for boots her Mistress was naked.



They arrived a large boulder which had cuffs built in.



“Up” Lisa removed the bridal and pushed her against the boulder. Victoria was quickly secured



Lisa touched her on her breast and Victoria felt a tingle.



“Kiss the whip.”



The blond obeyed.



Lisa started swatting the Amazons all over her front.



“Do you understand why you deserve this?”



Lisa stopped, “Do you really? Answer honestly.”



“Yes,” Victoria hesitated. “We took advantage of unwilling participants and ruined people’s lives.”



“Correct. In your teeth.” Lisa started tonguing her body. “So much to play with.” she stuck her tongue in Victoria’s clit.



“Oh.”



Than Lisa stopped. “You would have done a number on us?”



Victoria nodded.



Lisa climbed the boulder and pinched her nipples hard.



The Amazon grunted but held the crop.



“That is why we are doing a number on you.” Lisa released her and threw on the ground. She followed and placed one foot on her back the other on her ass. Taking the bridle she tied her victims arms behind her. Lisa laid on the ground next to her.



“Worship me.”



She needed no urging beginning with the diminutive mistress boots.



“That’s it.”



She reached her Mistress pussy.



“Hmm make me cum.”



Victoria was a talented pussy licker, Lisa realized.



Lisa came very quickly.



Fueled by desire, she pushed Victoria on her back. “You’re mine bitch!” Lisa stuck her tongue down her throat.



The Amazon was losing her mind, she had never felt this way. “Mistress make me yours.”



“You are already mine Cunt!” Lisa responded shoving a large dildo down her throat.



Victoria gagged.



“Take it!”



Lisa jammed into her pussy.



Victoria was amazed that little Lisa could manage such a large tool, it was if she was the giant.



“You are my Fuck Slut!”



*************



Lisa led her blond slave by a leash back to the dungeon, giving Victoria an affectionate kiss, she had her kneel next to the bound and gagged Chelsea.



“You have fun?” Bruce asked.



Lisa sat next to him and grinned, “It was like playing with a large life sized Barbie doll.”



Victoria blushed.



“Has she learned her lesson?”



“She has.”



“But this one has not,” he paused. “Have you Cindy?”

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