Twisted Coitus Freak Edition -- The Torture Chamber

The Torture Chamber -- Scene 3

Dane low but stern in her tone, leans into the squirming figure of breathy lust then says...

“That’s a good girl.  Make them all pop! Or, I’ll just have to snatch them off of you myself”, flicking the red swollen freshly freed n****e, “…one by one.”

Jersey’s awareness heightened as the thought of what that would feel like washed over her but that thought was short lived taken over by the warmth she felt beginning to build in her lower abdomen, a building in her vulva that made her skin tingle.

“Uh oh, there it is, don’t fight it. Let that p***y cum.” Dane said as she pressed the wand up against her c**t even more, her close presence only adding to Jersey’s yearning for more of what her Dom had to offer. 

Jersey’s eyes roll back, her breasts rise, and her entire body becomes rigid. The fire that had begun in her lower abdomen had now enveloped her entire body. First, there was a restless tingle then suddenly her vision blurred began to darken as her v****a erupted in immense sensual gratification. She screamed as loud as she could behind the the red gag, slick with her salvia, occupying in her mouth. 

Dane ripped off one side of the clothes pins by the black string that she had put under them. Then she repeated the same on the other side of Jersey’s body, all while still holding the wand in place against her c**t. The stimulation sent her spiraling into another orgasm as she squirted, her orgasm even harder than the first time.

Dane felt the heat building between her legs but had no plans on satisfying the urge until she had her fulfilled her bet with Jersey.  Removing the wand, she placed it back onto the table then kneeled in front of Jersey to unlatch the spreader bar and cuffs from her ankles. Jersey sways limply from the suspension bar, having lost consciousness from the power of her first two orgasms. 

Dane took her time moving the bondage horse from across the room, maneuvering it between Jerseys legs: Then, she adjusted the suspension bar enough to accommodate Jersey’s unconscious body to be rested upon it. Dane took a pair of cuffs and latched them securely around each ankle, after, securing the latch to the back of the horse. Then she removed the cuffs from Jersey’s wrists and laid her down gently, face down, latching the cuffs to the front of the bondage horse. The prop was a great way to keep someone in the doggy-style position, especially if they felt the need to run. Dane is having none of that!

Dane placed her table of choice of hedonistic devices closer to Jersey, setting up each toy and prop she plans to use on in no particular order, ensuring everything is in arms reach for what is about to transpire. The table became organized chaos as Dane chose everything from hooks and clamps to a dildo on a stick. Dane picked up a pair of black latex gloves and donned them as she prepared to awaken her passed out playmate. 

Dane removed the ball gag from Jersey’s mouth, she wanted to hear the full extent of her cries this time. What method she would use to awaken Jersey from her orgasm-induced-coma? Dane debated within, browsing her vast selection. She yearned to hear whining, huffy, screams of passion echoing throughout the dimly lit room they occupy.  After several minutes of pondering, Dane drags her forefinger along the handle before fully wrapping her hand around the electro-shock paddle. The combination of the force of being hit combined with the electro-shock, is surely enough to awaken Jersey and have her hollering at the same time.

Dane turned the paddle on medium then began to massage Jersey’s plump ass cheeks. A few minutes later, Jersey’s moan pair with a groggy fidget. Dane decided at that moment to pull her arm back and bring the paddle down hard on her left ass cheek causing her to jerk stiffly. The hollow sound coming from Jersey seemed to expend all of the air from her lungs: Her scream echoed throughout the room and down the hallway to where she caught the attention of Asia, Legend and Peaches. Jersey shocked herself with how loud she screamed, she didn’t expect to hear her own voice after becoming use to the ball gag being in her mouth.

“Welcome back, beautiful! I take it that you enjoyed your nap?” Dane calmly says while she rubs the paddle over Jersey’s ass, shocking her as she does so.

“Yes!” Jersey yells as Dane spanked her again.

“Yes, what?” Dane asked as she slapped Jersey on the ass again. “What should my little slut address me as?” Dane asked as she slapped Jersey on the ass again.

“Yes, Master!” Jersey screamed as she is paddled again. She already knew the drill. She had role played this scenario plenty of times before as a phone s*x operator. But this time it is real, she not only mentally yet physically acting it out.

“That’s a good little slut. I hope that you’re ready for the next level of enjoyment that you’re about to experience.” Dane happily smacks Jersey on the behind again before laying the paddle down onto the table. 

Dane picked up the small, black clamps, attaching them onto the side of Jersey’s body from her breast to her waist.

“You like the way they sting, don’t you?” Dane asked as she switched sides duplicating on the other side of her body.

Next, Dane picks up a foot-long stick with a nine-inch dildo at the end. 

“Open your mouth my sweet slut!” Dane said walking around the bench, planting herself in front of Jersey.

Jersey made the mistake of hesitating which caused Dane to grab her by the waist length locs and yank her back. When her mouth opens to sound off, Dane shoves the dildo into her mouth, provoking Jersey’s gag reflex.

Dane is feeling the constant throbbing increase between her legs as tears form in Jerseys eyes from choking. Dane shoved the dildo deeper and watch Jersey’s ass jerk and jiggle, her body jerking rigorously from her the heaving. Dane moved slightly and grabbed a smooth hook from the table with a ball on the end. She rubbed it in between Jersey’s p***y lips making sure that it was slick enough to penetrate her ass. 

“Don’t you dare clench up either, slut!”, her deep powerful voice shifts to a coax, “… It’ll slide in that much easier.” 

After the hook is nestled into her ass, Dane selects her favorite wand, switching the lever to high with no hesitation; places it in between Jersey’s widely spread legs, pushing it up and against her c**t. 

Having her Master f*****g her mouth with one hand while moving the wand around on her c**t with the other hand keeps Jersey guessing and groaning and loving every minute of it. 

Dane pushes the dildo down her throat every few pumps just to see the tears stream down the sides of her face from choking. Each dry heave brings the clamps bite down further into Jersey’s skin, intensifying her joy disguised as angst. Finally, Dane snatches the dildo out of her mouth and walked around the bench until she stood behind Jersey with a perfect view of her gloriously swollen, pink, shaved p***y.

“Are you ready to squirt for me, slut?” Dane asked as she moved the wand out of the way, just to shove the dildo into Jersey’s p***y. Dane f****d her viciously and deeply with the thick, chocolate colored dildo, yanking the member out of her muffin after a few pumps to again press the wand along Jersey’s thumping c**t hood. Dane repeated this process over and over again until the force from Jersey’s climax shot the dildo right the f**k out of her p***y. Juices shoot then pour all over the bondage horse, across her thighs and down Jersey’s thick calves. 

“Look what we have here.  I thought you said that I would not make you squirt. Let’s see how many times I can make you squirt back to back.” Dane said as she slid her gloved pointer and middle finger into Jersey’s p***y and massaged her g-spot without regard as she mercilessly pursued her Subs next set of climatic displays. Jersey cried out and clenched her p***y she is then quickly reminded of the hook in her ass as the muscles struggle to maintain their tight grip.

Dane could feel the force of Jersey’s thrum about to release, removing her fingers just in time to watch her p***y forcefully empty yet again onto the bondage horse. Dane put the wand up to Jersey’s c**t for about thirty seconds only withdrawing it shove two fingers back into her p***y, again mercilessly manipulating her g-spot once more. Going back and forth between at least four times before Jersey was unable to squirt anymore.

With the same dripping hand that made her p***y bust, Dane takes Jersey’s face, squeezing her pierced cheeks then licking up her parted lips, “You on empty, sweet slut?” Dane assumed.

Jersey, weak, unable to move can produce not but inaudible murmurs. The sly smile worn by Dane as she steps away from Jersey to place her last instrument of choice back to their resting place. Jersey could hear Dane moving behind her and it drove her crazy that she was not able to see what was coming next. Jersey became nervous when she heard metal scraping against the floor. She sucked in a breath as she felt something penetrate her p***y as the scraping stopped.

“You should have kept squirting for me.” Dane said as she flicked a button on the remote that she held. The f*****g machine that was now behind Jersey was able to deliver three hundred strokes per minute. Dane turned it on medium to start and picked up the wand, turning it on high, letting it buzz a moment before she held it affixed to Jersey’s now exposed pearl.

Jersey moaned and screamed as she tried to wiggle away as much as possible. Dane gradually turned the f*****g machine up until it was pummeling Jersey to seemingly no end.

“Fuuuuuuckkkk!” Jersey screamed as she exploded, the force of her squirting sent the hook out of her ass along with the dildo that was attached to the f*****g machine out of her p***y. Dane had stepped back to view Jersey’s orgasm, reveling in it as it broke free, she now silently standing there taking in Jersey’s fiery, quivering body.

Dane moves at her own pace, always taking her time returning things to their proper place.  Removing the machine, organize her utensils back onto the table.  Deliberate action, knowing it only heightens the shock that comes after these subtle mind games of calm. 

Unclamping each clamp slowly, Dane listening closely to Jersey’s pants of breath remarking as she removed each one. 

“Are you still with me, my sweet slut?” 

Mocking Jersey as Dane moved a f**k bench next to the bondage horse that Jersey is strapped down to.

Dane unstrapped Jersey from the bondage horse and picked her body up, placing her onto the f**k bench in doggy style position.

“Don’t move or I promise to strap you down. No second chances. Understand, slut?” Dane growled into Jersey’s ear as she yanked her head back by her locs.

Jersey’s, “Yes, Master”, too all the strength to could muster.