A scream in the night

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You stand bare chest over ****, who cries as the riding crop lands another blow on her bare bottom. It raises small red welts and leaves her moaning in pain. A camera on a tri-pod with a blinking red light witnesses everything.

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Chains rattle and ample breasts heave. She hangs suspended from the ceiling, arms tied behind her back and legs strung out in the shape of an M.

Unfortunately, the amount of **** you can levy behind your strikes is very weak due to the toy in your hand. This can be augmented however…

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“What is your name?” You ask, another strike already coming down on her snowy cheeks.

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“****, sir!” she moans out.

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“What is your purpose?”

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“To be your painslut master!”

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After the last crack, you stop and pro at her. You been whipping her for a while now, alternating between cheeks. Her ass is a mess of little red streaks and bumps; Long red streaks cross cross each other and turn purple spots, but no broken skin.

**** herself was breathing heavily and, judging by the wetness across her snatch, just warming up. Her nipples stood out in the slightly warm interior of the van and she wiggles her bum tauntingly back at you, appearing eager for more punishment. As your run your hand across her pussy, your hand comes away wet.

“Are you enjoying yourself ****?” As you speak, your hand starts rubbing circles around her cunt, edging her towards release.

“Yes Master!”

“Shall I make you bleed and bruise. Should I freeze and burn you? Should I gape or seal you?”

“Anything you want Master!”

“Do you want me to stop ****?” You take your girl cum soaked hand away and watch as she thrusts her hips out into emptiness, looking for the touch of your fingers once more.

“No master!” Her desperation makes it clear she was close.

In all the time you have been tormenting her, your cock has risen to rock hard at the sight. She quivers under your touch, sexy, naked, and out of breath. Her squeals and breathy moans promise and thrill the darkest parts of your imagination, your deepest fantasies will come true this weekend.

“I think it’s time we moved on ****. Perhaps, a rebalancing of the scales.” You say provocatively while reaching for a couple of objects out of the “toy” box.

“Master…?” She says with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

You silence her with a hand over her mouth. Slowly however, you pry at her lips and she understandingly opens to accept your love juice coated digits. She suckles them, her tongue cleaning every drop off of herself off you.

Once finished, you reach for your first implement of ****.

“Perhaps I should change my approach. Give you a taste of real punishment.”

A blue and white toilet brush with plastic bristles spreading out in all directions, rests against her slicked pubic mound. You slide it up and down her slit, scraping the bristles along her outer labia. With the blindfold still on, her imagination can only run wild with falsehood about what your holding and what it could do to her insides. Her breathing quickens and she seriously struggles against the chains holding her up for the first time.

“Daniel wait what is-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA“

With a shove, you slowly push the brush inside her. It starts as a sudden squeal, like a pig that’s been stuck with a knife, and gradually peters out to a high pitched whine of agony. She fights it, every muscles in her pelvis going taut as you push harder into her inner labia.

“Now now ****, resisting will only worsen things for you. And remember your words, or do you not trust me?”

Silencing any response by placing your mouth over hers, you kiss her deeply at the same time as you drive the long handled cleaning tool through any resistance.

“MPPPPGGHHHHHHJ!” she cries in pain. You take a moment to separate and lick the tears from her cheeks, savoring their saltiness.

You plunge it deep, then pull it out, feeling the bristles drag as they go. With a final twist and push, the whole head of the brush has been buried in her moist little snatch. Through the head of the brush, you can make out the pale pink opening of her uterus. You twirl the handle around your finger while she shudders and whines. The plastic bristles scrape the sensitive flesh of her pussy, but do not break skin.

The plastic bristles of the cheap brush were made with the intent of scrubbing hard surfaces, not soft tissue. Thus, the plastic bristles acted like thousands of stiff needles scraping her poor vagina walls, irritating them to the point of severe pain. In all truth, inserting a small cactus into her pussy would have been less agonizing.

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A blow from your riding crop lands across crotch and she screams. She pulls back and tries to hide her sensitive little lips, but it will not hinder you. You grab her bound legs, stopping her from wildly swinging around.

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Left. Right. Left. Right. Hard enough that it leaves streaks that turn a darker shade of red, almost purple across her cunt.

“MAAAAAAPPPPPHHHHHHUUUUUUUGGGGHH”

Pitched cries of agony echo in the hollow metal interior of the truck as you strike the handle directly.

“Oh ****…You have never been as sexy before as you are now…” you say circling her once more.

You put down the cane and position yourself directly behind her. Unzipping your cock, you start by rubbing it up and down Slaves untouched asshole, copious amounts of sweat coating the tight oriface lather your dick. Though you are doubtful that it is sufficient to act as lubricant.

In one singular motion, you push through her sphincters and spear her anus with your 10” cock. She screams again and clench’s up, shuddering as she squeezes you so much it feels as though she were trying to crush your member to pulp.

You begin thrusting into her, your bodies making and obscene slapping sound as you pleasure the both you. One of your hands goes to her perfect breasts and begin to kneed them as screaming turns to pained moans. You can feel her coming close to orgasaming when you put a stop to that.

“Now now, you’re not allowed to cum yet!” You tell her.

Grasping at her pussy, you begin thrusting the brush in and out of her as well. The pain taking her away from from the edge yet again.

“YEEEEEEEEUUUUGGGHHHUUUUUUUGGGHH” she screams as you twist it.

You can feel the foreign object in her pussy bumping up against your dick as you thrust in and out, deforming as your dick pushes the walls of her vagina into the bulbous head of the brushes bristles.

Your movements cause her to bounce up and down, rattling the chains and showing off her voluptuous assets to the camera. As you get closer to release, mercifully, you stop thrusting the brush in and out and stroke her clit lightly.

“What do you say ****?” You ask as you circle her little button, barley touching skin but enough to make her hunger for more.

“Please let me cum Master!” In tears she asks.

You grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head all the way back, nuzzling her ear.

“Permission granted.”

Furiously turned on, as rough as you can, you start rubbing her clit while hammering her ass so hard the truck shakes and for a moment, you’re not sure if the roof will collapse.

At the same time, you slam your cock as deep into her as you can and blow your load, biting her shoulder as you go. She screams and seizes up, cumming and squirting uncontrollably all over the truck. A long stream of ejaculation hits the lens of the camera and washes down it, no doubt it would make for even better rewatching later.

Eventually, the stream of squirt falls off and she stops cumming, what remains runs down her crotch appearing as if she had pissed herself. When you pull out, her ass makes a quiet popping noise and your cum drips out of her ass, running down and making her crotch a sticky mess of white and clear sexual fluids. You lower the chains and prop her limply up against the wall. She’s afloat in a sea of lust and endorphins, in heaven and out of touch with reality. You place your still partially hard member against her lips and command in a hard tone.

“Clean me ****.”

Sensually, she runs her tongue in long strokes up and down your dick. The taste of her own ass mixed with cum covers her cheeks as she uses her own face and tongue like a rag.

You stay like this for several minutes, stroking her hair until the last traces of cum have been swallowed.