Morning Ozone

The next day, Rogue was awakened by a bucket of water. She was lying on a metal forensic table that made her shiver with cold. She had clamps on her tongue, her nipples, her clitoris, and even her anus. Cables were clamped. When the comprehension was about to dawn, an electric current was unleashed through the clamps. Mystique activated a genie.

• Sleep enough, baby, Mystique murmured with a sadistic smile.

The electric current coursed through Rogue's body, causing violent convulsions while piercing screams escaped her throat. The cables strained under the tension, and the metal forensic table was splattered with sweat and tears.

• I swear I'm going to tear several souls out of you at once with this thing.

She was accelerating the infernal wheel that produced electricity for long seconds? Rogue arched her back on the table to the point where she formed an inverted U, begging in vain for it to stop. Each electric shock rippled through her body, making her flinch in pain. The cables, stretched to the limit, seemed to vibrate under the tension, while sweat and tears dripped onto the cold metal of the table.

Mystique, her eyes shining with sadism, gradually increased the intensity, savoring every scream that erupted from Rogue's throat. The electric current, increasingly powerful, made her muscles contract, leaving her body defenseless against the pain.

• Oh, bitches, they're holding on, let's add a little extra.

Mystique stopped, took a metal dildo connected to cables, lubricated it, and shoved it all at once into Rogue's vagina.

Mystique stopped, took a metal dildo connected to cables, lubricated it, and shoved it all at once into Rogue's vagina. Rogue's body contracted violently in pain, her internal muscles clenching around the cold metal object. With a sadistic smile, Mystique connected the other end of the cable to the gag, then took a heavily lubricated plug and inserted it into her willing victim's anus.

Watching Rogue's exposed appearance, she gave her a vicious slap across her pubic area before turning the gag wheel again, gradually increasing the intensity of the electric current. Each jolt rippled through Malicia's body, making her flinch and scream in pain. The cables vibrated under the tension, while sweat and tears dripped onto the cold metal of the table. Rogue felt her vagina moisten.

• You like it, I swear, you little whore. Wait, you'll see. She increased the pressure, surpassing her victim's tolerance threshold.

Rogue, her eyes wide with horror, felt every nerve in her body creak under the electric onslaught. The cold metal of the dildo and the plug inside her seemed to burn, while the cables vibrated with increasing intensity. Mystique, her lips curled into a cruel smile, mercilessly increased the current, savoring every piercing scream that erupted from Malicia's throat.

Rogue body arched back, forming a tense arc in pain, while sweat and tears dripped onto the icy metal of the table when finally she felt two souls return to their original bodies, causing an orgasm of pain, release, and pleasure.

Yes, two are gone, ah yes, Rogue murmured between sobs, her body trembling with the residual spasms of pain and pleasure. Mystique, her eyes shining with satisfaction, leaned over her, her breath warm against Rogue's damp skin. "You see, my dear, every soul that leaves you is a liberation, a purification." » She tenderly stroked Rogue's hair, her fingers lingering on the sweat-drenched strands.